Conquistador 

It’s not safe
She let her guard down again
The sign said exit left
But he ignored it and stepped right in
Found all her hidden treasures
Regrets, dreams, secrets, and lies
Made a stop at her old frail wings
Dusted them off to see if the angel still flies
And he continued on this path
Trudging through her desert all day
Seizing pieces of her being as a souvenir –
And when he finished, tipped his hat, waved goodbye, and left her here.

– MCR.

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